Operation, The

"Orderly! Push that women to the shelter!" screamed the doctor as he ran from the room. The entire building felt like a huge beast was shaking it back and forth as the earthquake continued to rumble. The last of the surgeons cleared the room as the remaining orderly fumbled with Anne's feed lines.

A 5'3" blond lay on the operating table, her tiny frame draped with a white operating gown complete with multiple snaps up the front.

Thump. A falling light fixture smacked the orderly square in the noggin, knocking him out cold. Anne looked terrified as he slumped to the ground.

Now no one was able to help her move. She was restrained to the table; hands, feet, and midsection bound by leather straps to keep her from moving during her breast enlargement operation. A huge cabinet fell, blocking the closed doors. Anne screamed and blacked out.

As Anne regained consciousness, she began to look about her. The room was only partially lit, but the power was still on. The orderly lay still in the corner. She could hear shouting outside in the hall, but she couldn't tell what was being said. Again she began struggling with her restraints. Slight discomfort came from her belly, the point of insertion of a large tube. This tube would carry the saline from the huge tank beside her to her new implants. Anne began shouting out for help just as the room began to shake anew. An aftershock!

The table quivered as the aftershock rattled everything in the O.R. Behind Anne, the saline transfer machine took a direct hit from a falling piece of ceiling. The now dust-covered surface began to light up and a slightly audible beep whimpered out. Screams in the hallway began to quiet as the aftershock subdued itself. Anne began to cough as the dust settled.

"God, I didn't even want this friggen operation!" she sighed, fearing the end of the world was upon her. "All this to please some no-account boyfriend."

She smiled as she uttered her words. It hadn't taken much coercion on his part. The only thing they had fought about is how big she should become. He'd wanted less then she did, due to the higher cost no doubt.

Her smile left as she felt another shudder, but it only happened for a second. Now, though, she began to here another noise over the panic- stricken people outside. A slight humming sound. Anne turned her head and saw it was emanating from the tank. It was activated.

Drawing in a breath to shout for help, she noticed a new tension in her chest. Her gaze fell in shock on her white gown. It was growing! She closed her eyes and concentrated. The sensation grew stronger. She was being filled up!

She look about her desperately, trying to find a way to stop the machine. But she was too securely fastened down. The steady hum continued, and Anne watched in dismay as her breasts continued to slowly distend outward into her loose hospital gown. She felt her skin stretch as the liquid flowed into the implants, making her bosom get bigger and bigger. Her softball sized tits were almost alive with sensations as the soft fabric of the gown caressed the inflating mounds of skin. Anne could see her boobs blowing up through the ever widening opening at the top of her gown.

"Ummm....orderly!" Anne spoke, trying to revive the young man. "I could use some help here. uhhhh"

Anne gasped as a wave of pleasure raced through her every limb. Another aftershock was coming. The room vibrated slightly, causing her D- sized bosom to quiver. Her nipples shot out instantly, thrusting themselves into the cool fabric. Her swaying breasts rubbed them back and forth, forcing Anne to bite her lower lip. She'd give anything to touch herself now, she thought, wiggling her wrist around in their restraints.

The room began to shake more violently now, and her enlarging breasts seemed to sway more and more with each shake. The friction was tremendous on her nipples. Anne moaned loudly, and heard another crash from behind her. Almost instantly, she noticed a new pressure in the DD mounds of jello on her tiny frame. As the room continued to shake, Anne watched in amazement and fear as her ballooning breasts began to expand much faster.

"Holy shit. I'm getting huge!" Anne gasped as her melon-sized tits continued to grow fuller and fuller. The gown began to grow taut on her boobs, serving to only accent the amount of movement the aftershock was creating on her bulbous front. Anne grimaced as she felt her chest fill with more pressure, not sure of whether to enjoy the sensations or worry about the results. Just then, the saline machine tipped over, crashing to the ground. Anne felt a slight tug at her bellybutton as the tube was pulled by the falling machine. Abruptly, the aftershock ceased. Anne surveyed her form, although all she could really see was her grossly extended bazooms towering inside her tight gown. The machine continued to hum, but it seemed as if her breasts had ceased their tremendous growth. Anne almost felt sorry about it, for she had really enjoyed the feeling it had brought on inside her thighs.

"I need help in here!" Anne shouted out again, noticing the extra effort it took her to breath due to her large chest's weight. Her eyebrow arched as she noticed the machine was still running, and that she was starting to feel something else inside her body. A tight pressure was building inside her, but this time from her stomach. The tube! It had slipped from it's attachments on her implants and was now spilling saline into her torso somewhere!

"HEY YOU! WAKE UP!" Anne screamed, her head turned towards the orderly. She could barely hear the gurgling sound the liquid made as it rushed furiously into her body, causing her tummy to begin to stretch outward. The strap across her midsection began to tighten as Anne's body rapidly filled up, bloating her once tiny waistline. Anne could here the leather begin to strain against the metal side of the table as her belly grew bigger and wider. Fluid seemingly filled her entire being, and she began to notice her thighs starting to touch each other.

"I'm ballooning everywhere! Someone help me! I'm blowing up!" Anne shouted. Pressure grew as the strap fought against her 9 month pregnant frame, making Anne wince. She tried to move her legs apart so they wouldn't touch, but her legs were too firmly strapped in. Her belly continued to expand, the bottom of her huge jugs touching her inflating belly, rubbing together as her skin slid upward. Again, Anne wished she could run her hands all over her body. She was really enjoying this, but so wanted to explore her growing figure.

Snap! The strap flew apart, causing a mini quake in Anne's swelling stomach. The tube was the first thing Anne could see as her twin-carrying belly inflated into view over her stupendous chest. She felt her legs being pushed part as her water-laden waist grew more and more, not helped by her thickening thighs. By now, her gown had reached its utmost comfort level, and was now starting to slide up her bulging thighs. Having not worn undies into the O.R. had been a wise decision. As the machine continued to pump Anne fuller and fuller, she grimaced as the leg restrains too snapped and gave way. Her legs almost flew apart, allowing her quint-capacity stomach to ooze in-between them. She could feel her hot clit on the skin as it inflated over it, massaging her there.

"Ohhhhh gooodddd!" Anne sighed. Her legs pushed father apart as her tummy grew and grew. Now it seemingly covered the width of the table, and was showing no signs of stopping. The snaps on her gown began to quiver as the load underneath them grew much faster then the gown could slide up her torso. Pop! The very bottom one went, followed directly by the one next to it. Anne writhed underneath her huge belly, feeling it's warm mass pressing against her. She felt something inside her begin to build up to a breaking point. As the water flowed into her, she began to take short breaths.

"Something...is...happening!" She gasped. Her eyes grew narrow and she gritted her teeth. She would not be able to stand much more of the pressure that was continually mounting inside her.

"It's too...much........oh....OH....OH GOD!" Anne screamed and arched her back as much as she could with the weight already on it. She felt a great release of pressure, but then felt a huge rush of liquid, into her chest again! The liquid was flowing directly into her bosom now. Her two mounds heaved forward again, instantly snapping a snap. She watched as her hooters blew upward and outward, busting snap after snap. Her breasts were growing so quickly that soon her top was unable to unsnap itself. With her cleavage bubbling out of the hole in the center, the rest of her tits filled up in all directions. A small tear formed in the fabric when the sleeve would have started, had there been sleeves on this gown. Anne watched as her enlarging body grew bigger and rounder.

"Uhhhhhh," moaned the orderly as he began to come around. Anne looked his way, also noticing that her chin hit the top of her cleavage when she did so. Her ballooning belly was pushing her inflating mammaries up to her face! The gown continued to tear across the shoulder as Anne got fatter and bustier.

"Mister! Help me!" Anne pleaded. The orderly shook his head, and stared at what was before him. The little blonde that had been on the table was now a bulbous mass of jiggling flesh, getting bigger by the second.

"Quit staring and get over here!" She begged. The man snapped out of his daze, partially, and dashed to her side. Anne asked him to take the restraints off her hands.

"But the machine...." he argued.

"Just do it, please!" Anne begged. He complied, and as he freed her left hand, she tried to move it to her belly. The process was difficult, because her bean bag-sized boobs had her arms pinned under their mass, up past her elbows. She stopped trying to move it and simply grabbed the sides of her breasts, kneading them furiously.

"God I'm huge! I can feel myself growing bigger!" Anne sighed. The orderly released her other hand, and her grabbed herself in the similar fashion. He then frantically went to ground and righted the saline machine.

"Turn it off...I'm beginning to feel pressure again. I don't want to pop." Anne begged half-heartedly. She winced as the ever-tightening gown squeezed her massive frame tighter and tighter. It wasn't going to last a second more. The orderly hit a button and sparks flew from the machine. A loud whining sound filled the room. The orderly's eyes grew as he watched the machine power output level jump to maximum. He began to slam different buttons, but to no avail. The tank began to shudder as it forced huge amount of saline into the tube.

"I'm growing faster! I'm blowing up." Anne grimaced. Her gown burst the seams, letting her belly and breasts spill out over the table. She was finding it hard to talk now that her cleavage was upon her face and growing around her head. She flailed her fingers as the expanding mass of her tits swelled over them, pinning her completely to the table. The orderly began yanking on the tube, trying to pull it from the machine, but to no avail. Anne moaned as her belly grew and grew, forcing her huge thighs apart faster and faster.

"It's too much!" Anne yelled as she felt the pressure of the liquid push her outwards. Her belly and breasts were beginning to spill over the sides of the table. One of her nipples began growing into the cold metal cone of a light, and it was driving her crazy.

"I'm gonna EXPLODE!" she cried, listening to her muffled voice as she yelled into her own bosom. Her legs were almost doing the splits as her thighs and stomach pressed them further outward off the table.

"Uhhh....too...big." Anne smiled, almost passing out from the intense pressure and pleasure she was getting from her growth. Just then, she felt a little tug at the top of her belly. She waited for a moment, and fell nothing but the pressure of the liquid inside her. It was so strong she dared not even breath in for fear of bursting.

"I got the tube out," stammered the orderly. "You're...my god...you're so big!!!" He walked around her, noticing her monstrous tits and ripe full belly that looked like it could hold an entire waterbed. Anne moved slightly under her mass, causing it to shimmy.

"It's torture. I feel like I'm going to burst. My breasts are so full, and my belly feels like it's going to pop." she gasped.

"Don't worry, I'll get a..." he quit, noticing her form beginning to quake slightly.

"Oh god, not another one!" Anne gulped. She held her breath as the room began to shake again, only slightly this time. Anne felt her belly rubbing her wet crotch and rolled her eyes. Her huge nipple began working like a clacker inside the light cone, driving her crazy.

"I'm gonna pop....ooohh...I'm gonna blow!" Anne stammered as her gelatinous body wiggled and moved all over the table. She bit her lower lip, concentrating on the skin of her belly rubbing furiously against her vagina. It felt like someone licking her now, her belly's surface now wet and hot. A final aftershock brought about her cataclysmic orgasm, which was sustained for 30 seconds as hot liquid shot from her crotch and spread under her belly.

"That's a bit better," Anne sighed. "I don't have as much pressure now."

The orderly looked on at this sight before him and smiled an evil grin. "Well, I have a pressure building up in me, and it's gonna be a while before they get to us. How's about I help you relief some more pressure?"

Anne gulped as the orderly dropped his drawers and began heading toward the front of the table. She nearly screamed for help when he touched her swollen belly and began shoving it towards her head, exposing her crotch. A crooked smile began to cross her face.

"I hope they have hipwaders on when they open that door." She moaned as she felt his member slam into her.